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I don't know if the two shots hit the butcher or not, but I saw that his body seemed to sway slightly, and then he snorted, grabbed a motorcyclist and smashed it into one of the people who shot at him like a weapon, and he himself seemed to lose his balance, and almost fell to the ground.

"He's injured," the face of the monk next to me who was breathing and recuperating changed suddenly, and a fierce man jumped out of the car, like an eagle with wings spreading, kicked the back of the hand of another guy who put a cold gun, kicked the guy in his hand out, and then twisted his head with both hands, and the man lay directly on the ground.

"Does it matter, old man," the monk asked softly, as he swam to the butcher's side in a drifting position, and the two were back to back,

"It's okay, I can hold it," the butcher grinned boldly, one hand unconsciously covered his heart a little lower, the white T-shirt he was wearing was instantly soaked in blood, and several motorcycles around him were afraid of being killed by two evil stars, and they all drove motorcycles away from them.

At this time, five or six figures suddenly jumped down from the semi-trailer in front of us, the most conspicuous was a big man with a shiny head, the big man was wearing a black tight vest, and the backs of his hands were full of hideous and terrifying skeleton tattoos, it was the blood monk who escaped by luck at the last Zhang Mengsoul wedding, and several people next to the blood monk were also very familiar, I carefully identified them for a long time, and then I saw clearly that I had seen all these people, and they were actually employees of Liu Qiankun's repair shop before,

Seeing this, I finally figured out why the blood monk was able to escape from the sniper rifle by luck, and why those repairmen gave me a feeling of cold and dangerous, it turned out that all of this was the Tianqi organization making trouble, and the blood monk should be pretending to be shot to the end, so these young people disguised as repairmen may be the killers cultivated by Tianqi in several batches one after another,

The blood monk couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Haha, the mysterious ninth place, the evil monk and the butcher are good,"

"The last time Shang Guanting incident, I Gu Nian had a relationship with you, let you go, but I didn't expect to end up giving birth to a disaster for myself," the butcher took his nose and whirred,,, "gasped, and shook his head self-deprecatingly: "Blood monk, you are preparing to help the abuse,"

"I don't care who is good or who's good, I just want to avenge Ting'er, tell me if the person in the car is Song Kang, if so, I won't make a move on you," the blood monk looked at me in the car with almost no black eyes,

"The cat of Dezhi is stronger than the tiger, and the phoenix with falling hair is not as good as the chicken, two days ago, you saw that we all had to take a detour, and now you are ashamed to say that you will not do anything to us, hahaha,,,Come on, blood monk, let me see what skills you have learned recently," the butcher raised his head and laughed, his two arms shook slightly, making a crisp sound of "crackling", and pointed his head at the blood monk, where is there still a little injured,

"Well, didn't you get shot," the Blood Monk was silent for a few seconds, and then raised his mouth and smiled: "Bluff, if you weren't injured, the evil monk wouldn't have been able to get out of the car in such a hurry,"

"There's a lot of nonsense, it's hurt or not, you can know if you try it," the butcher's eyes were bloodshot, like a sharp axe with a sharp blade, this kind of sharp momentum I have seen in Fulai's body, like a god of war from ancient times,

Hearing the butcher's angry challenge, the blood monk hesitated again, and a young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks next to him said loudly: "Blood monk, when you came, the big leader explained, and you can solve it quickly, have you forgotten?"

"It's not your turn to intervene in my affairs," the blood monk snorted angrily, obviously he and a few "repairmen" next to him didn't seem to be in the same group, "Beat ,,, just say that you don't practice lip fighting, fight quickly," I sat in the car and wished that the two of them would hurry up,

However, the reality did not go as expected, and after a few stalemates of a few words, they still united the front and targeted the butcher and the monk.

"Let me ask you again, is the person in the car Song Kang," the blood monk's patience was obviously exhausted,

"No, there is a big man in the car that you can't afford to mess with, otherwise we wouldn't be desperate to protect it," the monk glanced sharply at the blood monk and his party opposite, and said,

"You can't fight yet, after coming out of the ninth place, you have only learned to ink," the butcher roared irritably, and wanted to rush in the direction of the blood monk, at this time the blood monk pursed his lips slyly, clapped his hands, and several motorcyclists who were guarding not far away took out their pistols from their arms and aimed them at the monk and the butcher,

"What age is it, it's still about force, no wonder the Ninth Division hasn't grown for so long," the blood monk shook his head triumphantly and waved his arm at the motorcyclists: "Send two national treasures on the road,"

Seeing this posture, I hurriedly climbed from the back row to the front and jumped to the driver's seat, started the car, hung up the rear gear, stepped on the accelerator, slammed the steering wheel twice, and blocked the car in front of the monk and the butcher, only to hear the ",,, bang" gunshots endlessly, the window glass and the door instantly did not know how many bullet holes were punched, I almost put my head on the crotch of my pants, so I escaped this round of attack without danger,

Originally, I was going to raise my head a little to see what was going on outside, but ,,,there were a few more gunshots, accompanied by a few screams, which scared me to lower my head again, and after waiting for a few seconds, I felt that the bullet didn't seem to hit the car, I raised my head with courage, and saw that the group of motorcyclists were all lying on the ground, leaving only one guy, holding a small iron box in his hand, slowly took off the helmet on his head and threw it to the ground,

"Assi," when I saw the person's appearance clearly, I roared excitedly, this guy is none other than Zhang Hao, Dog Day has been haunted since he joined the Ninth Division, and he didn't even go over the last time Zhang Mengsoul got married, I didn't expect to see him here at this moment,

However, the young man just glanced at me very calmly, then walked quickly to the butcher and the monk, handed the small iron box to the butcher and said, "It's late, uncle," I remembered that my voice had undergone surgery, and my face had been disfigured, and Zhang Hao didn't recognize who I was at all.

"Good boy, there is progress, learn to blend into the enemy," the butcher rubbed Zhang Hao's hair twice,

"I contacted the chief when I saw your code, and the chief said that you had already gotten on the highway, and I couldn't get in touch, so I hurriedly set off towards the highway, and found that the highway intersection was blocked, and I surrounded the drag racing party, hehe,,, is it late," Zhang Hao rubbed his nose embarrassedly, pointing to the few motorcyclists who were killed by him,

"It's not too late, it's just right," took out two scalpel knives that were only the length of the index finger from the small suitcase, and said to the blood monk: "Is there any means?"

The monk also took out a small Tang knife half a meter long from the suitcase, lowered his head and gently wiped the blade.

"It's all blame on you, there's a lot of nonsense," a "repairman" with long hair complained to the blood monk, and took the lead in pulling out a machete and rushing towards the butcher, and several "repairmen" next to him followed without hesitation,

"I'll play with you," Zhang Hao took out a folding knife from his sleeve and greeted the two "repairmen", the monk dragged the other three "repairmen" into his battle circle with elegant steps, and the butcher walked towards the blood monk with red eyes, "Today I want to clean up the portal,"

"Come on," the blood monk crashed into the butcher like a small tank, the butcher also belongs to the "power" player, not retreating but advancing with the blood monk together, the so-called "one inch short and one inch dangerous" The butcher's two hands seemed to be open and quickly cut towards the blood monk's body, because the speed was too fast, I even saw the ghost, and after a while, the blood monk's face, arms, and neck were all drawn out of many subtle openings, and the sleepy beast screamed,

Anyone who has been cut by the blade should know that the subtle knife edge actually doesn't hurt much, but the slightest movement or sweat hurts people, and at this moment the two arms of the blood monk are almost cut into fish scales by the butcher, and the mottled blood stains penetrate out along the wound, dense and not scary,

"Let Lao Tzu tell you, no matter how the times progress, the martial arts left by the ancestors are treasures, and the martial virtues cannot be lost," the butcher's mechanical hands were quickly harvesting on the blood monk's body, and the blood monk's struggle became more and more difficult,,,

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